Sparked by Amber Sweet's rude comment, Luigi and Pavi now believe they are fat. And what do two wealthy Largos do when they need to lose the pounds? Well bulimia maybe...but I don't think that lasted too long. It's gym time everybody!

It was freezing
outside GeneCo. A heavy sleet was falling and only the most insane
druggies dared to wander outside. Many were at home, huddled in their
blankets, desperate for warmth. Not the Largos though.

No, the Largo siblings
were nice and toasty in their special heated pool.

Amber lounged in the
hot tub, her eyes glazed over in a drugged stupor. Her skimpy bikini
revealed the two scars that ran along her neck bone like a faded
necklace.

Luigi, clad in
boxer-style swim shorts, was attempting to beat a rubber duck to
death with a giant foam noodle.

It proved more
difficult than anticipated, however. The waves in the pool carried
the rubber duck away from the homicidal Italian, sparking his hot
temper. Luigi would attempt to lunge at it, but the waves he created
pushed to duck out of harm's way. He swam after it, unaware of the
problem he was creating. The mad chase had been going on for about an
hour.

"Cannonball-a!" a
heavily accented voice called.

Pavi made a wet
entrance into the pool. The enormous splash soaked the nearby,
giggling genterns.

A huge wave from the
cannonball knocked the rubber duck out of its Luigi-made orbit. Luigi
seized the chance to smash its little plastic brains in, and with a
dying wheeze it sank to the bottom of the pool where it joined the
many others in a rubber duck graveyard.

"Your fat's
fucking useful!" Luigi called.

Pavi surfaced with a
flamboyant pose.

"The Pavi is-a never
fat! You were always the fat-a one brother!"

"I'm not fat you
fucking fag!"

"You only wish-a you
were as-a beautiful as-a the Pavi."

"In your fucking
dreams fat ass!"

"SHUT UP!" roared
Amber. "You're both fat! So fucking shut up you tards!"

Pavi and Luigi were
stunned into silence for a moment, but only for a moment. Assuming a
hurt air, Pavi flounced back to his room. The door slammed in the
genterns' faces, much to their disappointment.

He flailed across the
room, throwing himself down on his large pink bed.

"The Pavi is-a never
fat…" he muttered huffily.

He flipped over so
that he faced the large ceiling. His whole ceiling was a mirror,
along with the walls covered in pictures of himself.

He stared dejectedly
at it, only pausing for a gleeful moment to stare at his face…or,
whoever's face he was wearing today.

The moment didn't
last as his gaze travelled down the rest of his body.

He poked his stomach,
pouting like a child.

"Maybe I am-a
getting a little chubby…" he mumbled.

He blamed Luigi and
all that stupid pizza…or at least Luigi said it was pizza. Whatever
he had done to make himself less…well, 'beautiful', he was
going to undo it!

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